submit, and do your best to obey. You accept your punishment and best of all, you enjoy it.” I release her as the elevator stops and lead the way out.
“That’s all I ask of you, but when we’re outside of the playroom, it’s going to be far more difficult.” She walks quickly to stay beside me as I stride toward the grey metal key box on the wall. The key to the penthouse opens it, and I pick out the Porsche 911. It’s sleek and I want something different for tonight. Something hotter.
I eye my treasure. She looks beautiful, but she’s dressed as if she could be my secretary or my assistant. I don’t want anyone mistaking her for anything other than what she is. She’s mine.
Tomorrow I’ll have the clothes sent to her place. Enough for a few dates at least. The idea of changing the rules and bringing our play out into the public is thrilling. It’s new and different, and a challenge.
“Do you think you can play by a new set of rules, Dahlia?” I ask her.
She meets my gaze and nods, “Yes, sir.”
“That’s the first change.” She pulls the jacket a little tighter around her shoulders. The wind is harsh as it blows into the cement garage.
She stares at me with those gorgeous hazel eyes flashing with a hint of uncertainty. “You’ll call me Lucian when we’re in public. And you’re to act as though we’re a couple.”
“I can do that,” she says thoughtfully.
My skin chills as I lead her to the red sports car and open the door. She walks quietly by my side, absorbing my words. I’m not interested in blurring these lines, and it may be difficult for her to remember what this is between us.
“Thank you,” she says as she slips into the passenger seat. I wait until she’s fully inside to gently shut the door.
My gut twists in my stomach knowing I’m leading myself to paparazzi. They’re leeches and I hate the thought that I’m relying on them for this PR stunt, but if it works in my favor, I’ll suffer through it.
I close my door and press the start button, the car purring to life. I glance at Dahlia and her legs have goosebumps, she’s nearly shivering, huddled inside of my jacket. I click on the heated seats, but the heat itself will have to wait until the car heats.
“The rules are simple, Dahlia.” I glance at her and then back onto the road. “You act as though we’re a couple, just be mindful that people will be watching, even when you think no one is.” I readjust in my seat and consider my next words, “Be respectful to me as your Dom. I know this is new to you, but you understand what that means, don’t you?” I watch her from the corner of my eye.
“I think so,” she answers hesitantly.
“Go on then.”
“A Submissive is supposed to treat her Dominant with respect.”
“As should a Dominant to his Submissive,” I respond easily. I’m surprised by the flash of shock on her face and how her sweet lips part. “You don’t agree?”
“I-” she starts to answer, but she doesn’t finish her statement.
“Tell me about why you enjoy this, Dahlia.” I keep my eyes on the road, but I’m fully focused on my treasure. It’s important to me that we’re on the same page here. I keep forgetting she’s never done this before. That everything is new and different.
“I enjoy…” her voice trails off and she looks out of the window, tucking her hair back as she clears her throat. “I enjoy it when you’re rough with me.” She whispers her words, and the soft sounds makes my dick harden in my pants.
“I enjoy that, too,” I tease her. “But this is more than just rough sex,” I add.
“Yes,” she answers diligently, nodding her head. “It’s about me submitting all things and giving you control of the situation.”
I wait for her to say more, but she doesn’t. “And for you to trust that I know what you need, and that I’ll provide it for you.” I hold her gaze as we stop at a red light. Waiting for her to acknowledge that.
“Right,” she says softly although there’s no conviction in her voice.
“You’ve never had a relationship like ours before? But you’ve had boyfriends I assume?” It sounds odd to say the term boyfriend. I never much liked the word.
“I have.”
“And would you call them dominant?” I ask her.
Her forehead pinches and she